The first time I tried Ultimat Black Cherry Vodka I described a feeling of being “punched in the face” with the taste. It’s the most intensely black cherry flavored booze I’ve ever tried. Since I had some leftover black cherry juice from the morning’s oatmeal breakfast this chapter of Matching Martini Madness was a nobrainer. Two ingredients, no measuring.
I call this “Black Cherry Amnesia” because last night I realized I knew too much about this world to be happy. As in, what? I forget. I’m sure I can go back in time to read my blog if I really want to remember whatever it was I decided to forget. Whatever.
Happy HNT everyone!
2 responses so far ↓
Dean // January 3, 2008 at 8:21 am
I love black cherry, but mmmmmmmmmmm….now these photos just made me want one
Blissfully Wed // January 3, 2008 at 3:58 pm
This post made me smile so much. It happens that for a time in my youth my family referred to me as the “Black Cherry Remembering Boy.”
HHNT!
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